I got a prenatal massage today. It was awesome Well, during the massage I had the following conversation:

Massage therapist: “you’re not really swollen at all for how far along you are.”

Me: “how far along do you think I am?

Massage therapist: “about 30 weeks or so?“

Me: “I’m 22 weeks”

Bahahahaha. I wish I could’ve seen her face. She probably felt bad. See immediately exclaimed “you’re all belly!” I just started laughing. I’ve been showing way quicker this time and I feel like I’m 30 weeks, so it’s cool. I actually wasn’t convinced that there’s not a twin hiding in there, but then I looked up a pic from when I pregnant with Lila. Here’s a side by side comparison:

I was 24 weeks pregnant with Lila in the first one. The second one was taken today — I’ll be 23 weeks tomorrow. There’s actually not too big of a difference between them. I definitely feel more pregnant this time, though. But I blame that on not working out enough — or at all. I was really good about fitness when pregnant with Lila.